Hey guys I'm ready sorry about notposting but I promise that I'll try to have 1 chapter every couple days from now on! Without further ado here's the real chapter three.
Clarkson left right after our run in in the hallway. Apparently that's what Maxon and him were talking about. That was like three weeks ago.
I lay in Maxons bed,listening to him snore softly, it's so cute! Wait what am I saying no, no no I wasn't thinking that. I'm in love with Clarkson no one else can get in the way of that. I turn and look at Maxon, and I realize looking at him in this new light I notice he isn't that bad looking. I get relaxed finally and start to go back to sleep. That's when I feel it, I bolt up out of bed and run to the bathroom. I guess me emptying my system awoke my beautiful husband.
"America are you okay?" He asks worriedly.
"Yep, fine just you know felt a lil sick,"
"Do you want to go to the doctor?" He asks being a little less worried.
"No, I'm fine trust me," I say this with ease but I have a fear in the back of my mind.
"Okay but take the day off okay? Don't want you to get anymore sick,"
"Okay... I'll see you later. Love you,"
"Love you too," he says clearly happy that I said it first.
As he leaves I worry about the reason why I'm sick. I think I know but I better make sure.
I'm pretty sure we all know why Americas feeling sick but review your predictions!